got the answer he wanted, and the thirteen princes left satisfied.

There is no cloud.

There is no Divine Beast Treasure Car.

A group of six people left on foot.

The figure gradually disappeared into the mountain fog where the fingers could not be seen, as if it had been swallowed up by this rolling red dust, and it had never rippled from the beginning.

Liu Xian sat in place, looking at the graceful back of the departing thirteen princes, thinking silently.

Just now, the Thirteenth Prince gave him an offer that he couldn't refuse.

Daomen does not need to show its attitude in the early stage.

You just need to wait and see silently, and don't join the big summer dynasty.

He will let the Daomen see his strength!

When the situation is clear, or Liu Xian thinks he is worth investing, he can make a decision at that time.

The Thirteen Princes were confident.

Very confident.

Liu Xian agreed to the request.

Because he wants to see what the confidence and self-confidence of the Thirteen Princes are.

At the same time, he still has a little doubt.

What the hell is going on with that stupid system's mission, and why hasn't it been prompted so far?

It's impossible to get stuck again.

After a brief silence, Zhang Jiao frowned and said worriedly.

"The master, my Dao Sect has just been established, and the disciples' cultivation is low, and the number is very small, all because the head of the sect cultivates to the sky, so that he can gain a foothold outside the gate. At this time, the plan to join the Thirteen Princes may have a very adverse impact on the development of my Dao Sect. ”

Chen Sheng retorted: "I thought otherwise, Senior Brother was too careful. ”

"The words of the Thirteen Princes are actually quite reasonable, the biggest opponents of my Dao Sect now are the princes of the world and the Rite Sect. If the thirteen princes want to win the championship, their biggest opponents are also the princes of the world and the religion of etiquette. ”

"We have the same enemy, and joining forces is the best way to do it. As the Thirteen Princes said, after he got into trouble, he could attract the attention of all the princes. At that time, the princes will not have the energy to deal with my Daomen, and it is a good time for the development of my Daomen. If he is defeated, my Daomen will definitely be the first target of the Rites and the princes of all walks of life. ”

"As for what happens in the future, it's also a matter for later. My Daomen is now sparsely populated, and it is all supported by the head of the sect, and it takes a period of time to develop with all its strength. ”

Zhang Jiao's eyebrows wrinkled into Sichuan characters.

Of course he understands that.

It's just that he feels that the Thirteen Princes are hiding a lot of things.

Rebellion is a big deal, and it is not a good thing to easily agree without figuring out the strength of the Thirteen Princes.

Wu Miaoxuan lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head, her face was gorgeous.

Didn't speak, and didn't want to speak.

She wasn't interested in paying attention to what happened to the big summer.

For the hatred of being exiled back then, she still remembers it in a small notebook.

Wu Miaoxuan is not Guan Yunqi, who does not care about the future of all living beings, nor does he care about the future of the world.

In fact, she is even more looking forward to the Thirteen Princes and the Emperor of Heaven playing dog brains and staging a wonderful scene of father's love and filial piety.

Resolve hatred.

But she was a little puzzled.

Wu Miaoxuan was puzzled: "Master, the Thirteen Princes only said that they had the means to deal with the Emperor of Heaven, but they never said what to do if the master of the courtyard went out of the mountain?" ”

"He has the support of Tantra, Mojia and other sects behind him, and he must know that the master of the courtyard will not sit idly by and watch the chaos in the world. At that time, how the world decides will still depend on the will of the master. However, behind the Thirteen Princes are Tantric Buddhism, Mojia and other sects, and it is impossible for the master of the academy to support him. ”

"The ideas of these sects are contrary to the religion of etiquette, and in the eyes of the religion of etiquette and the princes of the world, they are as hateful as our Taoist sects. With their strength, it was already very reluctant to deal with the Heavenly Emperor. If you add the courtyard master, there is no chance of victory. ”

Wu Miaoxuan was very puzzled, she couldn't figure out this question.

Sects such as Tantra and Mohist have been hidden for thousands of years, and they will definitely not fight uncertain battles.

After all, thousands of years have been waited, and it is impossible to care about this mere few years.

If you are not sure, you can't jump out and commit mass suicide.

It doesn't make sense.

It can't be either.

So the Thirteen Princes must have other hole cards!

It can be fought against the Emperor of Heaven and at the same time against the hole cards of the Master of the Academy.

But Wu Miaoxuan really couldn't understand where the thirteen princes got the confidence and where they got the help to deal with the Heavenly Emperor and the courtyard master at the same time.

When Zhang Jiao and Chen Sheng heard this, they looked at each other.

This question stumped them.

The three of them glanced at each other and looked at Liu Xian in unison, their eyes full of curiosity and wanting an answer.

"Have you ever farmed?"

However, Liu Xian did not answer, but asked an inconsequential question.

Because of this question, he also has no answer.

The rebellion of the thirteen princes has been chaotic.

This is a turning point in the world, and it would be more commonly said that the catastrophe is coming!

Although several people were puzzled, they still gave answers one after another.

Zhang Jiao looked at the ordinary farmers working hard in the farmland and said with emotion: "If it weren't for the inheritance of the predecessors who have been planting for decades, maybe they are still farming in their hometown for a living." ”

Chen Sheng scratched his head, slightly embarrassed.

"Nope."

Although he was from a lowly family, his family was quite wealthy and he had never done such dirty and heavy manual work.

Wu Miaoxuan also answered the same way.

She came from an extraordinary background, and she became a disciple of the Heavenly Mandate Pavilion at a young age, how could she do such a thing as farming.

"When I was a child, like those children, I used to go to the fields with my parents. At that time."

Liu Xian sighed, looking at the direction of the farmland in a daze, but his memory became blurred.

It's been too long.

So long that he forgot a lot of things.

It's like a thick fog.

I can't really see it.

The three people who were not interested in farming heard Liu Xian's words and became interested.

It was the first time they had heard Liu Xian talk about his past.

Wu Miaoxuan's heart is even more like a cat scratching its paws, itching incomparably.

She wondered, "What happened then?" ”

"At the time."

Liu Xian was silent for a moment, and then suddenly smiled: "Just like these children, there are no worries, no worries, and they have never thought about what they want to do in the future and what kind of person they want to become." I just thought about where I was going to play and when I would be able to go home for dinner. ”

Wu Miaoxuan:

What a waste of this girl's feelings.

In vain, the girl was looking forward to it.

After complaining silently, Wu Miaoxuan thought secretly. No wonder he is so tolerant of lowly people, listening to his description, it is very likely that he was also from a lowly family in the past.

After all, the lowly people don't even have the qualifications to farm.

Liu Xian stood up, withdrew his gaze from the sweaty farmers in the distance, and commanded.

"Ordinary peasant households will be exempted from taxes and grain in the future."

As he spoke, he shook his head.

As the Thirteen Princes said, the value that ordinary people can create is too low. However, even if they produce a subsistence income, they have to pay heavy taxes.

These taxes, Liu Xian can't look down on.

The total amount of taxes paid by tens of millions of ordinary peasant households in the mountain city is less than 1/10,000 of the total taxes paid by other farmers in the mountain city!

For Liu Xian, it is just an insignificant wealth, but for tens of millions of people, it is a life-and-death material.

"Yes, disciple, remember."

Several people were stunned for a moment and hurriedly responded.

Zhang Jiao's face was full of joy.

Chen Sheng's face was full of admiration.

Wu Miaoxuan.

Flesh aches all over the face.

Looking at the lush farmland in front of me, I only felt that countless small coins were leaving me.

It's sad.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it's meat.

"Let people check the population of mountain cities and affiliated towns, and ordinary people who are over half a hundred years old can be given some subsidies and receive fifty catties of grain every month."

Liu Xian thought for a moment and ordered again.

Although this is the world of cultivating immortals.

However, the word immortality is only applicable to immortal cultivators.

The lifespan of the average person is extremely short.

Fifty knows the destiny of heaven.

Seventy years old.

Fifty pounds of grain, not much.

But enough for an ordinary old man to live.

And with the financial situation of the mountain city, this expenditure is insignificant. The materials that ordinary people need to survive are not the same world as immortal cultivators at all.

Even if there are millions of ordinary people around the age of 50.

The value of the food consumed in a year is not even comparable to what a Celestial Realm cultivator needs for a year's cultivation.

Plucking a hair can benefit the world.

Plucking a hair can live all beings.

But in this world, no cultivator seems to have ever considered it.

Hearing Liu Xian's words, Zhang Jiao's eyes were filled with tears, and he immediately knelt on the ground and solemnly kowtowed.

"Mercy on the Lord."

Since his cultivation, he has met many people, powerful people, wealthy businessmen, and ordinary cultivators.

But no one has ever really thought about anything for ordinary people.

Zhang Jiao was also puzzled.

These families have countless wealth, as long as they donate a little bit of the materials for the pets at home to help the people, they can live countless people, but why are they unwilling.

Later he knew.

Because pets are the pets of the family.

But the people are not.

Just expendable resources.

Wu Miaoxuan was still heartbroken about tax food, but when she heard this, she was stunned.

She looked at Liu Xian, her eyes like autumn water were full of confusion.

Is this man really the devil?

Can leave behind the demon of destruction of the world?

What kind of person is he?

Liu Xian didn't say much, glanced at the hard-working farmers in the distance, and turned to leave.

The past is impossible to recall.

But he vaguely remembered that feeling.

I longed for the wheat seedlings in the fields to grow up early, to be able to sell grain and eat meat, to buy new clothes, and to get a toy.

It's pure.

Very innocent.

Simply happy pleasure.

——

As soon as the news of the exemption from grain tax was released, it shocked the entire mountain city.

Tens of millions of people rushed to tell each other and asked if the news was true.

Because they have never heard of such a legend that the old man does not collect grain.

It wasn't until the official repeatedly explained that from now on the mountain city would no longer levy grain taxes on ordinary people, that people looked at the sky in a trance.

The sky was blue.

It's clear.

It seems like it's never been so clear.

On this day, many people cried.

Cry.

But that's because of joy.

Tears of joy.

On this day, the people of the mountain city completely recognized the Daomen, and it was also the first time that they regarded themselves as people in the Daomen, and hundreds of people spontaneously enshrined Liu Xian's portrait and divine position.

It is said that those craftsmen who make a living selling paintings are very busy.

The order to pre-order Liu Xian's portrait has been coming a year later.

They are both happy and helpless.

Business is so good, that's a problem.

And some poor ordinary people simply found someone to set up a shrine and went home to worship.

There are also many villages and towns that have raised funds to build simple temples to enshrine Liu Xian's shrine and statue.

This is a spontaneous action, no one organizes, no one leads.

Of course, there is almost no attention from practitioners.

The news of the subsidy was not officially released, because the population of the mountain city was too mixed and chaotic, some from Guannei, some from southern Xinjiang, and thousands of ethnic groups.

And the vast majority of people are illiterate, and many can't even tell their age.

Only the major events that took place in that year are known.

It is not easy to thoroughly check the population of the mountain town and the number of people who are eligible for subsidies.

This takes quite a long time to count.

Time passed day by day in such an atmosphere, and the development speed of Daomen was extremely fast.

Today, there are thousands of disciples in the Daomen.

Although the vast majority of them are ordinary people, and there are only a few cultivators who have cultivated slightly, everything is developing in a good direction.

Liu Xian paid attention to the development of Daomen, but most of the specific handling was handed over to Wu Miaoxuan and the others.

Among them, Wu Miaoxuan's ability is the strongest.

Zhang Jiao is second.

Chen Sheng did it again.

For the development of Daomen, Wu Miaoxuan's interest even far exceeds that of Liu Xian.

In her words, sooner or later, this girl will lead the Daomen disciples back to Tiandu to give those bastards who dare to exile this girl a good look.

That's the motivation.

Of course, in addition to this factor, there is another, more important reason.

Small money, money!

In this world, apprenticeship requires a large amount of apprenticeship.

Among the people who want to join the Daomen, there are not only ordinary people, but also some heirs of wealthy businessmen and children of down-and-out families.

They have money, but they don't have the means.

Ordinary sects don't look down on them, and large sects don't look down on them.

Until the Daomen was born.

Some wealthy businessmen have a gambling mentality and want to bet on the door.

They are willing to spend money.

Also willing to invest.

With so much money coming in, although it is not the property in Wu Miaoxuan's name, she is happy.

What a good little money.

Counting money happily every day is one of Wu Miaoxuan's little pleasures.

In the blink of an eye, Daomen has been established for more than a month.

For Daomen, this is an ordinary day, and for the people of Shancheng, this is a lively festival - Nayuan Festival.

But for Liu Xian, there is another important thing today.

Glad!

It is time for the March period that was promised by the joy of the beginning.

Originally, Liu Xian was not interested in this kind of thing.

After a few months of cultivation, Gao Xing has successfully entered the realm of the Divine Palace, which can be regarded as officially entering the threshold of cultivation.

But it's just the Divine Palace Realm.

How much change can showing the Immortal Dao bring to Blue Star?

How significant is it to the upcoming invasion of the multiverse Dark Demon God.

In Liu Xian's view, this is just fun.

A not particularly boring fun.

until

Half a month ago.

The people of the mountain city spontaneously offered his portrait, as well as the shrine.

This was Liu Xian's first real contact with faith, or willingness.

A very subtle force.

It seems faint, not even a candle in the wind, but it contains a very special power.

This kind of power can break through time and space, can break through the vast majority of confinement, and has super penetrating power. This discovery reminded Liu Xian of one thing, one thing that Zhang Daohang once mentioned.

Liu Xian has become an immortal.

If Blue Star has Liu Xian's faith and sends a powerful Wish Power summon, can he cross the system and let him return!

Liu Xian was not sure about this question before.

But now, he really feels the power of the people from the mountain city, and he feels that it is not impossible.

If Blue Star can have a strong enough will, it may be possible to provide him with clear space-time coordinates.

Since coming to this conclusion, Liu Xian has had the idea of wanting to try.

And rejoice, is a nice window.

Daomen, backyard.

The two sat under a plane tree.

It was Liu Xian and Gongsun Luan.

Liu Xian leaned against the thick trunk of the tree and held the sleeping Gongsun Luan in his arms.

The pink and tender face is fleshy, watery, and cute.

She likes to pester Liu Xian more and more, as if this is the only thing to rely on. In addition, because of the self-repair of the divine soul, Gongsun Luan seems to have not slept enough every day.

But once she left Liu Xian, she often had nightmares.

This gave Liu Xian an extra pendant.

Caressing Gongsun Luan's tiger ears, the soft and smooth fluff made him smile.

It feels as good as ever!

Feeling Gongsun Luan's hand, Liu Xian looked at the sky.

I guess it's pretty much the same.

With this doubt in mind, Liu Xian sent a message to Xingxing.

[Situation, preparation, thoughts, whether it is safe or not.] 】

You have a communication from the Navigator. 】

At the same time, I was glad to receive a prompt tone from the system.

Today's school has a special atmosphere.

Excited.

Agitated.

Expect.

Nervous.

All kinds of emotions permeate the entire Nanshan University.

Because everyone knows that Teacher Gao wants to prove to the public today that immortal cultivation really exists.

Cultivating immortals, what is that, that is the dream of countless people.

But even the students who follow the happy cultivation have not been able to determine whether the cultivation of immortals really exists. They practiced for three months, but the vast majority of them only felt a little better.

As for true qi, or mana, it doesn't exist.

It's just that the body is strong and the spirit is better.

But even if you just rely on ordinary methods to keep exercising for three months, isn't it normal to get better?

This doubt, glad that no answer has been given before.

Because, today he will prove everything.

It's just that on this day, I was happy but found that I couldn't calm down.

Jump the track.

Nervousness.

It wasn't until I heard the system prompt that I was a little more sober.

Clicking on the information and seeing Liu Xian's question, he took a deep breath of joy.

Circumstance?

I should be asking myself about my current situation.

Get ready?

It should be asking about the preparation of the live event.

Idea?

Maybe it's the current idea, right?

Whether it is safe or not

Happy to be silent.

This is a question he could not answer.

Once the identity is exposed, and the cultivation is exposed, can the peaceful life really continue?

Happiness feels unlikely.

But it doesn't feel like it's necessarily.

After all, it's been three months since this incident, and there has been a lot of uproar on the Internet, but no one has come to contact me during this period.

He didn't know exactly what was going on.

While happily thinking about how to reply to Liu Xian's message, Liu Xian sent a message again.

[My Shinto is just beginning, and I am willing to increase my strength. 】

[Blue Star Wish Force, get rid of the system.] 】

Happy pupils constricted, and the heart almost paused.

Shinto is the beginning of life!

May the strength be strengthened!

Blue Star Wishing Power!

Get rid of the system!

It was only nineteen words, and the words were like a hammer hitting the happy heart, making him unable to breathe.

What does that mean!?

Don't

No, no, no, it shouldn't be possible, right?

I was so happy that I was distraught.

It's messy.

(End of chapter)